Seekers Without Bounds

It takes ten to fifteen days to get from Wangcheng to Washizhaizi at the speed of camels crossing the Tengji Desert.

Shi Xunfei and his party had been walking for five consecutive days, and today they had to stop halfway because a sandstorm was about to hit, and the wind and sand that covered the sky and the earth would connect into one.

Qi Dali ordered the camels to form a circle and block the outside, while he himself sat in the middle of the camp, using the tension of an earth warrior to firmly fix the objects on the ground.

To prevent being blown away by the dust, everyone was strictly ordered to stay in the tent and not come out until the storm was over.

There is only one exception, and that is Shi Xunfei. The Wind Whisperer Warrior does not like sand and dust, but this wind is his favorite.

Shi Xunfei wore a sand-proof mask and was responsible for the periphery to ensure that the camels were not carried away by the storm.

The wind came, and with a Yinyi Pill and a Lianhuo Pill, Shi Xunfei frantically absorbed the violent wind spiritual power in the sandstorm.

Mixed with the power of the sandstorm, the wind was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, rushing around rampantly, and the tears in the body were spinning rapidly under the influence of the power of the elixir.

Guide the rampaging force to impact Shi Xunfei's earth veins and mysterious orifices.

The roads that didn't exist were also being expanded little by little, but the process was extremely painful. Shi Xunfei's veins bulged all over his body, and he plunged the Yan Gu sword deep into the desert.

His right hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, and his body was blown over by the wind, with his head facing downwards and his feet facing the sky, which was a bit too high.

If the Yan Gu Sword had not been nailed firmly to the ground, Shi Xunfei would have been taken away by the sandstorm.

The pain of expanding the meridians came in waves, and Shi Xunfei had the illusion that his flesh and bones were being torn apart.

It was as if I had returned to the night when I was seriously injured by the Golden-winged Eagle in Shifeng Village and felt I couldn't hold on any longer.

Every rotation of the teardrop brings a reincarnation of pain, lingering madly on the edge of collapse.

But he was like a nail, holding on tightly.

Since the wind could not dissipate, it was guided to circle around the garrison. Shi Xunfei's own position was the starting point, absorbing a large amount of wind.

It is really impossible to absorb it and throw it out. The sandstorm formed a tornado-like barrier around the station. The storm was raging outside, and it was a safe island inside.

It also greatly reduced Qi Dali's pressure, and even Qi Dali, who was sitting in the midpoint, was amazed.

I didn't expect that a Wind Whisperer Warrior has such great abilities. When I return to the patrol camp, I will ask the commander to find a way to keep Shi Xunfei.

The sandstorm was gradually dissipating. The sandstorm that had lasted for three days and three nights almost made Shi Xunfei's soul disappear.

Even the strongest body had reached its limit and he was holding on with just one breath.

When the wind weakened, it could not hold on and fell to the ground.

At this moment, a strange tornado emerged from nowhere and swept Shi Xunfei away.

A blood-red chain directly tied up Shi Xunfei in the wind and pulled him back. It was Lu Zhaohui!

The strange wind did not stop. It swept through the camp and took away several camels and soldiers. Lu Zhaohui took Shi Xunfei back and did not even look at the others who were swept away.

Lying in the tent with his whole body red, everyone thought he was trying to resist the sandstorm. No one thought he had absorbed too much wind spirit power and couldn't digest it all at once.

"A Fei, many of my brothers have to tell you that the camels and those soldiers should be blown away if they should. Why are you risking your life when you have no connection with them?" Mao Yaozu said as he sat cross-legged beside Shi Xunfei.

"Here, this is the Huiyuan Pill that my third sister prepared for me. I can't bear to eat it, so I'll give you one."

"No need, I'm fine, I just need some rest." Shi Xunfei knew his condition and he would be able to recover after tonight.

I gained so much in these three days, but I was too greedy. I won’t dare to do the same again next time I encounter a sandstorm.

"Why are you being polite to me, brother?" Mao Yaozu was about to stuff the pill into Shi Xunfei's mouth.

Suddenly the curtain was drawn, Lu Zhaohui came in and glanced at Mao Shiba.

"Shi Xunfei, this bottle of medicine is for you." Mao Yaozu subconsciously stepped back when he saw Lu Zhaohui.

"I want to thank you for pulling me out of the tornado and saving my life."

Shi Xunfei was very surprised that Lu Zhaohui not only saved him but also gave him elixir.

"Because you and I are enjoying the pain just like you!" Lu Zhaohui put down the pill and left the tent.

Looking at Lu Zhaohui's back, Shi Xunfei suddenly felt that he was much more mature than his peers.

"Enjoy the pain?" Mao Yaozu imitated Lu Zhaohui's speech in a sarcastic tone.

"A Yiye Congxi Pill?! Two pills! I'm afraid that pretty boy Old Shi is God Rabbit, right? He must have taken a fancy to you, and not only did he save you, he was also very generous to you." Mao Yaozu was so shocked when he saw the pills that he lowered his voice.

"Be careful with your words. Lu Zhaohui is no ordinary person. He is a bloodthirsty warrior! You have a bad mouth. Be careful that he will suck all your blood." Shi Xunfei warned Mao Yaozu half-jokingly.

"Is this true? He must be attracted by your blood. Do you still want to take Cong Xi Dan?" Mao Yaozu's voice suddenly became much lower.

"I'm fine, I don't need to take the pills. Let's put it aside for now." Shi Xunfei thought back to what Lu Zhaohui said. Enjoy the pain?

I enjoy the pain of cultivation, but I wonder what kind of pain Lu Zhaohui enjoys?

Qi Dali was listening to Gu Jinshui reporting the losses caused by the sandstorm.

"Five camels, three sergeants missing. Not a single gifted warrior lost."

"Not bad. Go and see how Shi Xunfei is doing. We have to set off tomorrow anyway. We have been delayed for four days." To Qi Dali, the lives of ordinary soldiers are worthless.

"Here."

We have to speed up our pace. We recruit new personnel at this time every year to take advantage of the calmness of the Tengji Desert.

Such an abnormal sandstorm made Qi Dali uneasy.

Deep in the Tengji Desert, a strange skeleton baby looked at the camel and soldiers in front of it.

"Mom, that's all you have. Don't you have any talented warriors?" Although it was just a baby, the voice sounded like an old man, which was chilling.

"My dear, don't be too anxious. Mom has seen it. There are nine gifted warriors in it. When you eat them, you will grow up."

The voice was still made by the skeleton baby, but it sounded like a young, middle-aged man.

Opposite the baby sat a haggard-faced woman, like a withered saxaul tree, leaning against a large rock, motionless.

"Hehehe, mom is still the best to me." The skeleton baby was clearly laughing, but it sounded like crying.

The camel and the soldier withered away like naked eyes, their blood and flesh were all absorbed by the skeleton baby, and in the blink of an eye, only clothes and dry skin were left.

"Shi Xunfei, did you eat all the Cong Xi Dan? You were like a cooked crab yesterday, but you are fine today."

Looking at Shi Xunfei who had returned to normal, Mao Yaozu's eyes were full of disbelief.

"No, I just overexerted myself. I'll be fine after a rest," Shi Xunfei explained.

I don’t know if it’s because of the sandstorm, but Qi Dali ordered that the troops would no longer be stationed there from now on.

They travelled day and night to reach Washi Village as soon as possible, and would not wait for anyone who fell behind. Was there going to be a bigger sandstorm?

"I'm going to fall apart if I don't stop." Mao Yaozu complained. It was a rare occasion that he was not taken along by Qi Dali.

"Go tell Captain Qi about this. I can't stop the team."

Shi Xunfei said as he looked into the distance, not knowing if it was an illusion or not, he always felt that there was a pair of eyes secretly watching him and his group.

"Didn't they say the journey would take at most fifteen days? It's already been fourteen days and we still haven't arrived." Pan Youlong was also a little overwhelmed.

"Pan Youchong, didn't you brag that your uncle was the deputy commander of Wangcheng? How come he is the same as us?" Mao Yaozu was tired but his mouth was still full of power.

"That's enough, Eighteenth Sister, save some energy." Pan Youlong was too tired to pay attention to Mao Yaozu.

Even the talented warriors could hardly cope with it, let alone the mortal soldiers.

After several days of forced march, five people fell behind, leaving behind their camels. Those who could not hold on were all abandoned by Qi Dali.

Except for Shi Xunfei, no one else had any expression, as if they had just thrown away something insignificant.

All mortals are ants, which is reflected at this moment. The abandoned sergeant looked pleading.

I couldn't help but recall the feeling of powerlessness before I awakened the earth veins, and realized that the most useless thing in this world is to expect sympathy from others. Only being strong yourself is fundamental.

On a high sand dune in the distance, two warriors wearing red masks were watching Shi Xunfei and his group.

"General Yining, I think the time is right." The short one is Tang Lu, and the tall one is Yining Tule, the sergeant-chief of the Yeluo Kingdom's border army stationed in Tengji Qiwang City.

"Tang Lu, don't be impatient. We are still a little short of time. Hold back on notifying everyone and don't let any news leak out. Our target is not these small shrimps." Yining Tule ordered.

"Yes. After all, she has disappeared in Tengji for more than ten years. Will she really appear?" Tang Lu asked.

"Of course she will. There is a reason why she has to come among this group of people." Yiningtuole said affirmatively with his eyes flashing red.

"Hey, A Fei, have you ever heard of the female ghost in the Tengji Desert?" Mao Yaozu rode a camel and whispered to Shi Xunfei.

"There are no ghosts in this world. They are just made up by people." Shi Xunfei heard some things, but he didn't believe them at all.

"Don't disbelieve me. I heard from those soldiers, some of whom are locals from Tengji, that the female ghost comes out every ten years, drinks human blood, and then hides in the depths of the desert to practice."

Mao Yaozu deliberately lowered his voice to create an atmosphere.

"Even if there are, my Yan Gu Sword can kill them." Shi Xunfei still disagreed.